Chapter 169
“Go.” Lin Chengtian ordered.
Except for Bai Qi who returned to the desert, Zhuge Liang and Chen Zhibao landed land troops and divided their troops into three groups.
On both sides of the river bank, Zhuge Liang and others bowed deeply towards the direction of the ship’s departure.
Even though he knew it in his heart, the lord couldn’t see it.
…”Master, why are you like this!” The young monk suppressed his exclamation and jumped down from the mossy stone steps.
Changsheng Temple suddenly turned into a mess.
“Help me, go in…”
Not to mention Abbot Dingkong, his face could not be described as ugly, and he could not hold on for the last part of the journey, so he was carried into the temple by his disciples.
The abbot checked the injury on his own, but he didn’t know it, and his life was almost hanging by a thread!
Lin Chengtian’s punch was as powerful as piercing the heart.
It is only two or three fingers away from the door of the heart.
As this was not enough, the Blood Puppet Master also cannibalized his companions, so frightened Abbot Dingkong and Yang Dingtian that they turned around and ran away.
“When you encounter a madman like the Blood Puppet Master, you have no choice but to run away.” For the current plan, we must rescue and recuperate.
“The Blood Puppet Master is so unethical, so shameless.” The disciples were unwilling to accept it, and while searching for old elixirs, they carefully tore off Abbot Dingkong’s blood cassock.
Dingkong swallowed it in one gulp, and it had good hemostatic and analgesic effects, but due to the accumulation of years, it was not as good as the top-quality elixir Lin Chengtian exchanged from the mall.
The abbot sighed and his expression returned to calm.
He knew in his heart: This was just superficial, the internal organs had been injured, and the foundation had been damaged.
“Is it because the Blood Puppet Master sneak-attacked you that you were seriously injured?” The disciple asked after seeing that the injuries had stabilized.
In an instant, Abbot Dingkong’s face was filled with pain, like a very embarrassed person, and his brows were slightly furrowed.
“It’s Lin Chengtian!”
The disciples’ respect for Abbot Dingkong is like the endless stream of a surging river.
In Changsheng Temple, the abbot is the benchmark of strength second only to Buddha.
In other words, no matter what, it is impossible to be seriously injured under the siege.
“No need to say any more, disciples, listen to the order.” Dingkong did not want to say more and warned everyone.
“From now on, guarding the only place to go in and out of the mountain gate, Lin will spend every penny and will not tolerate letting the tiger return to the mountain.” Dingkong’s expression was filled with exhaustion, and his eyes were cold.
“Anyone who behaves suspiciously will be killed!”
“Reject anyone who comes to visit!”
“Anyone who observes incorrectly will be beaten!”
This important place of Buddhism should also be peaceful.
But if the Changsheng Temple is not guarded like an iron barrel, Abbot Dingkong cannot feel at ease.
His strength is obviously one solution higher than everyone else, but he will be forced to retreat soon.
Hearing this, the scene was completely silent.
Speculations and curiosity about the situation of the war set off waves of chaos.
The disciples refused to believe it, but they had to bow their heads.
“Yes! I obey.”
After explaining the follow-up, Dingkong’s face turned even darker, and he turned around and entered the Lotus Meditation Room.
In all his life, the abbot had never fallen victim to a child with a yellow mouth. Originally, it was as easy as squeezing an ant to death.
Unexpectedly, he was slapped in the face.
Abbot Dingkong closed his eyes, not daring to be careless at all, and his luck fell into concentration.
“Lin Chengtian, don’t be complacent, one day…” Dingkong muttered to himself, his mind gradually becoming blurry.
at this time! My neck felt chilly.
Where did the evil wind come from in this confined space?
In an instant, Dingkong rose into the air and struck a palm with his backhand.
boom!
The screen behind him exploded, and a group of men in tight black clothes and black iron masks rushed out from the darkness.
It turns out that the bad guys have been lurking here for a long time, just waiting for the fat sheep to come!
“Since the King of Zhennan has killed them all, he doesn’t care how many more are buried with him. Dingkong watched closely, brewing his true energy, preparing to “King Qin sweep Liuhe”.
Dingkong yelled loudly, trying to attract the attention of the disciples outside the door, but he didn’t move at all.
Wave after wave of bad people swarmed over me like ants.
Dingkong suddenly realized: “Maybe the apprentice outside the door has been assassinated.”
In other words, Dingkong had to deal with dozens of sophisticated killers before he fully recovered from his serious injuries.
“Prajna Palm!”
The milky white rainbow glow gathered, and as the palm struck out, huge palm prints were made one after another, and the wall couldn’t hold up and collapsed.
In normal times, the power of Prajna Palm is so terrifying that bad people are definitely no match.
Of course, that was before!
The bad guys swarmed up, their swords and thunder quickly illuminated the small Zen room, and they pressed against the empty space.
Seeing that he was retreating steadily, Dingkong calmed down, covered the wound that was bleeding crazily, and gritted his teeth and persisted.
“Go to hell–” The abbot had an idea and bombarded the surroundings, trying to find an opportunity to escape, but this scene was all seen by the bad guys.
The remaining bad guys broke in through the windows, and some even broke through the eaves, jumped in, and blocked the way.
At this point, Dingkong has become the final song!
Nearly a hundred sword lights swarmed up and inserted intoDing Kong’s body, immobilizing it from movement.
Under the wild dance of knives, blood flowed like a river.
After just a few efforts, he was about to die and was beaten by a group of “little thieves”. Abbot Dingkong was very unwilling.
He had been stabbed dozens of times and was seriously injured, but he moved forward step by step, staring directly at the leader of the bad guys.
He murmured: “Bring a message to the King of Zhennan for the poor monk. I will, will, come back…”
The bad guy looked on indifferently, and then cut Abbot Dingkong in two with another strike.
In an instant, a stream of green smoke flew away from the joint between the heads, like a wisp of demonic wind, carrying the aura and fleeing quickly.
The whole process takes place in just a few seconds and cannot be stopped at all.
The perfect realm of land gods disappeared into thin air, and the aura of the scene quickly collapsed and surged, spreading vastly.
There seemed to be whispers in the air.
After bagging the body, the bad guys left collectively and went back to report the situation to Lin Chengtian.
Hearing Dingkong’s last words, Lin Chengtian’s eyelids jumped, but he was not intimidated.
“Old bald donkey, he is still restless after death.” He thought to himself.
However, he had never heard of the strange circumstances before his death. Lin Chengtian frowned slightly and kept this in mind.
“Let’s get this resolved and move forward at full speed.”
Half a month later, Lin Chengtian arrived at the Zhongzhou border as scheduled.
The closer you get to the imperial city, the more abundant luck you can see with the naked eye.
Lin Chengtian sat cross-legged at the bow of the boat, taking a deep breath, exhaling and inhaling, as if he was one with the blue waves of heaven and earth.
“Your Majesty, ahead is Cangcheng. After passing Cangcheng, we will enter Zhongzhou.”
Lin Chengtian stared into the distance, the canal getting narrower and narrower, and the towering Cangcheng tower right in front of him.
At the same time, news came from Chen Zhibao and Zhuge Liang.
“My lord, you can see your words like your face…”
From reading the letter, we learned that Chen Zhibao was at Tianxiang in the southwest of Zhongzhou and Zhuge Liang was in Tongcheng in the south, and they were both ready to march.
Waterways and land routes are all in place.
The next step is to capture one city, two cities, three cities… “Qinghe, just wait.” Lin Chengtian remained calm and sent a message to the two of them, asking Chen Zhibao and Zhuge Liang to send troops to capture the city. Zhongzhou until the round outside the Imperial City of Dayu.
Then Huo Qubing was sent to Cangcheng to call for formation.